#it all fell together very nicely n_n

[bravewolfvesperia]

🌙 Transgressor Yuri moodboard. 🌙

[eroshiyda]

“Let us play a game,” said Chara, a mischievous grin spreading across their face.

Asriel looked up from his drawing paper. “Wh… what kind of game, Chara?”

Frisk turned away from their book and toward the both of them without even moving the rest of their body, somehow. Their facial expression never changed from an unamused, blank look. It was sometimes difficult to know what they were thinking.

Chara glanced at Frisk, then back at Asriel, still smiling. “Let us play our OCs again,” they clarified. “It has been such a long time.”

Asriel let out a small groan. “But Chara,” he complained, “we just played that a few days ago!”

“That was a long time ago,” said Chara, unblinkingly. They became bored very easily. “Besides, Frisk was not here the last time we played.”

Frisk said nothing, but after a few moments gave a thumbs up. They were, indeed, at detention after school when Asriel and Chara last played.

Asriel got up from the floor. “Fine,” he said, “but you’d better not cheat this time, Chara!”

“Me? Cheat?” asked Chara, pointing to theirself. “I would never.”

A tiny sound (which was almost like a giggle) escaped from Frisk as Asriel rolled his eyes.

Chara leapt up onto their bed. “Okay,” they said, “assume your positions.”

Asriel got up on his bed, while Frisk plopped theirself onto the floor. “Frisk, aren’t you playing, too?” he asked.

Frisk signed, *Yes, I am. This is my position.*

“We have never seen Frisk’s OC before, remember?” Chara reminded Asriel. “I am very much interested in seeing what they have come up with.”

Asriel sighed. “Anyway… I am The Absolute God of Hyperdeath, ura hah hah! I am all-powerful!” He changed his voice to be deeper as he got more in-character.

Chara raised an eyebrow. “And I am the demon that comes when you call its name. What are you going to do about it?”

“I shall strike you down!” Asriel boomed, jumping on the bed. He grabbed his foam sword and swung it playfully at Chara, who was about eight feet away.

“That is the best you can do?” Chara asked, without moving. “That did nothing.”

Asriel looked at Frisk. “Wanna be on my team, Frisk? Maybe we can take down the demon together!”

Frisk thought about it, and then decided to go to Chara’s side of the room.

“What?! Unfair!” said Asriel, frowning.

Chara stifled a laugh. “I can not blame them. I always win at this game. They just want to be on the winning team.”

Asriel glared at them. “Well, fine! I’ll just have to use my super-special move, Galactica Blazing!” He shot out his arms and made special effect sounds with his mouth.

Chara almost fell over laughing, while Frisk signed, *You missed.*

“WHAT? I didn’t miss!” exclaimed Asriel. “See, you two are cheating! I thought I could trust you, Frisk!” He sat down on his bed, exasperated.

Frisk went over to Asriel’s bed and hugged him. Asriel blinked in surprise, and the tear he was trying to hold back fell down from his eye.

Chara stopped laughing. “No hugging the enemy, Frisk,” they scolded. “It is against the rules, and-“

Before they could finish their sentence, Frisk was on Chara’s bed, hugging them. Chara stopped breathing for a moment and stared at Frisk in disbelief.

*I win,* they signed, a hint of a smirk on their face. *Now, let’s all go and get some Nice Cream.*

So the three of them went to the Nice Cream Guy’s cart. Chara got chocolate-flavored Nice Cream, Asriel got vanilla, and Frisk got three scoops of strawberry with hot fudge, rainbow sprinkles, and gummy bears on it.

“Hey, Frisk,” said Asriel between bites. “You never told us what your OC was. Are you a god or a demon or what?”

Frisk threw their empty Nice Cream bowl into the recycling bin and signed, *I’m just a human, and my magic power is knowing when other people need hugs and Nice Cream. No big deal.*

The End.

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My friend @friskibitz wanted a one-shot fluff fic featuring the Undertale kids, so here you go. Hope you like it! n_n